Life in Music
When I was to join ClubHoney, I realised some things and (I think, I hope) so did kitty. School Night – Ani Di Franco
Just after the joining, optimist, new-begginingist, it was all Don McLean for me. Pure, “full of goodness”.
Then slowly, things started being more real. At work and at HoneyLand. Deviating from music, I could aptly resonate with Micheal from Prison Break. All the burden of world, somehow manage to fight the most urgent of fires with luck and mind, but a continous feeling of being conspired against.
Then there were phases.. Laura Marling phase, repetitive german rock phase, right now its like Ottis Redding – Sitting on the dock of the bay.
But I cannot sit still, need to get moving.. need to fight.. fight some more.
To tell the truth the fighting spirit has comeback due to the “Training” last November.
Did you think about some other?
A very surreal experience today morning.
I awoke to the sound of rock. And that of my wife complaining about it. I don’t blame her about it, the decibel level was above red and hard rock is not a very good music to wake up to. So I go out to my bro’s room to shut it down. Turns out he was playing the music at max only to wake me, so that he can shave in my our room. ‘No ways’.
She was having a wet dream. ‘You don’t have any wife or girlfriend, do you?’ ‘I have a husband, but won’t he have work to do?’ Ohh.. Umm..
I am pissed off, I try to talk to her about it but she shrugs it off. How can she??? I am angry.
Was this a dream? Did it really happen?
We are at a railway station now, I am the only male spouse bidding good bye; she is the only girl in this team of guys going on an apparently glamorous assignment. My mother is also there. As we wait for the train, the anxiety and uncertainty and anger about that wet dreams chews on me. Then out of nowhere does comes an old friend. She has come in a car and everyone’s attention is on her. I tease her, ’so you can drive!’ , she ignores/pretends to ignore me. Everyone , especially my mother, is amazed by her (and her car). I fail to see why. But I see that the car is upside down but she is still driving and it is pulling through..
I think I know what it means. But I am going to keep the garbage of my uncollected thoughts out.
